Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365 Something Amiss.

Cameron immediately nodded in response, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Are we really not going. to find out how Old Mr. Graham got poisoned? I always thought it odd that Old Mrs. Quinn sent mushrooms to Old Mr. Graham. She never gave store-bought items as gifts. It’s unlike her.”

Sean stared at him coldly without saying a word.

“I-I just had a passing thought about it…” Cameron stammered before he immediately straightened his posture and looked ahead.

“I have my own plans for the poisoning. As for Old Mrs. Quinn, I’ll ask her myself when I come back. Sean replied. He had previously assumed that Analise’s actions might have something to do with their shared knowledge about Abigail’s mysterious past and was a way of burying the hatchet. However, recalling her attempt to deny any involvement in Colby’s poisoning by inviting him to dinner, he suddenly felt that Cameron had a point there.

Just then, Cameron added, “I took the time to ask Eric just now. He said Ms. Quinn’s phone had been hacked with a self-destructive, virus.”

Sean pressed his lips together and remained silent for a while. Finally, he said impassively, “Got it.” However, these findings didn’t matter much to him anymore at the moment. Someone was orchestrating a grand deception to mislead him. If he didn’t go along with it, it would be a waste of the person’s efforts.

Cameron’s doubts were also conveyed to Eric, who followed Abigail back to his hotel room. Just as she was about to leave the room, he asked her in a whisper, “Your grandmother might be hiding something from you. Would you like to come in and talk about it?”

Abigail followed him into the hotel room without saying much.

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Eric got straight to the point without beating around the bush. “It was Cameron who told me that Of course, it wasn’t on Sean’s orders but based on his own doubts. He said he’s well aware of grandmother’s attitude toward Sean, so there’s no way she’d give something like mushrooms to Old Mr. Graham. Her habit is to give her friends only what isn’t available on the market.”

Abigail had been so preoccupied with work these past few days, she hadn’t noticed this at all. She looked at Eric, asking, “He does have a point there. Our families aren’t on good enough terms yet for her to send mushrooms to Old Mr. Graham. After all, there’s nothing the Grahams can’t buy.”

“If you want, I can leave my friend here to look into this. Your grandmother must have her reasons for keeping this from you, so it might not be a good idea to ask her directly.” Eric

suggested as he walked over to the couch and sat down.

Abigail didn’t respond immediately. Kelly’s words had affected her to some extent. Had her

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obsession with work caused her to neglect what she should have taken precautions against, thus leading to the incident?

Eric didn’t urge her for a response either.

A moment later, she said, “I’ll ask her myself.” This was a matter within her family, so she couldn’t let outsiders seek answers on her behalf.

After returning home from the hotel, Abigail saw Analise sitting on the couch in a trance. She cleared her throat, upon which Analise snapped back to reality and turned to look at her, asking, “How is Colby?”

“I didn’t check on him. I was afraid Old Mrs. Graham might get too agitated and have a heart attack,” Abigail replied as she walked toward Analise.

Analise let out a sigh, her face showing guilt. “It’s all my fault for being a busybody.